Every one would soon be involved except Prof.who only laughed and inserted from time to time a well-chosen remark to keep up the interest.
Jack would always give us a half-dozen songs and to this Steward would add a solo on the mouth-organ.

The evenings were growing longer, and we sat closer to the fire.

Sometimes Cap.

and Clem would play a game of euchre, but no one else seemed to care anything about cards.

Our beds, when possible, were made by first putting down willows or cedar twigs in regular order, on which the blankets would be spread making a luxurious bed on which sleep instantly overtook us, with the sound of falling water generally the last thing and the first in our ears.
At 7.30 the next morning, August 19th, we were speeding on our way and ran the rapid which had sent its lullaby to our camp.